Max pov.
If I had a lighter for every time I had to get Miles out of trouble, I would have my own kingdom. A kingdom of pure fire. A place where my inner thoughts and desires can become true. Not just a faction of it, just to please Miles. I can't even come to comprehend how he can be so stupid sometimes. He knows that not everything is about him. The world has to keep moving even if he stops. If it is like that, why can he get it?
Not everything it's about him, but he makes sure it is. Just to see how it can impact on the life of others. It's not even funny. Sometimes I feel like I'm drowning, like there is not enough air in my lungs. Just despair and problems. More and more each day to make sure I die soon. Or maybe I forgot how it is to breathe, with Miles it is difficult to have the time to do it. It's really pathetic of me, to be at the beck and call of my own brother. Some family we are. With my parents always out of the picture it seems everything is my responsibility, I don't know what it means to be my own person. To live for me and not for others.
It's a weird feeling, someday, just someday I hope I can just be me, just Max. No family attached or memories for that matter. Freedom at last. For a day, just one, it will give me time to get to know myself better and be able to help my brother, instead of just babying him.
Today I am going to go to the supermarket to buy food to cook dinner. I always go to the one in the next city, it's just thirty minutes away. The close one is not an option, my ex boyfriend goes there. He was not good at sharing, got mad every time my brother called me. His name is Ryan, he knew about my situation with my brother. He wanted to help me, but I do not need it. I know how to control it. The only thing was that Miles wasn't happy either. Saying he was only with me to get to my pants, which could have been true, but Ryan knew that I was waiting for my mate. He didn't talk about doing it, at all. I really did like him.
He made me feel special, unique. Like I wasn't part of a set. Looking at him hurts, that's why it is better if I don't see him. For him and me. He deserves better, I know it in my heart. I don't know how, but I just know that he will meet that person soon. I don't want him to get distracted with my presence.
This has always been a part of me, knowing things without an explanation of why or how. Psychic is what Jonah calls me. Which is crazy because I am a werewolf, we don't have that kind of intuition. I haven't told my parents or Miles, it's safer that way, for them and me. Something in me tells me it is not the right time to talk about it. Like bad things can happen if I do. Way worse than I can imagine.
I can't trust no one, the only reason I told Jonah is because there was time that I got a premonition that he will have an accident. I called him crying, telling him not to go out till midnight. That it wasn't safe for him. He just laughed at me, saying that I must have dreamed it. While it didn't help at all, I was really scared for him. So I just told him everything, my premonitions, dreams and feelings I get.
When I explained it to him he got scared, Jonah was really scared. He stayed silent for a few minutes, I didn't know what to say. I just let him think, it wasn't easy to believe. At first even I didn't believe it till I saw it with my own eyes one day.
It happened three years ago, I was fifth-teen years old. One of my neighbors had a dog, a cute little chihuahua. I had a dream that a van with a flower sticker in the back was going to take the dog and it happened. I saw it without meaning to, my mother was there that day. She told me to grab something from the car and there it was white van with a flower sticker in the back, grabbing the neighbor's dog and speeding away. Without looking if someone saw or not.
From that day on I started to believe in what I felt, to make sure nothing bad happened to the people that I love. The thing that shocked me more was Jonah's answer when he finally found his voice again.
*Flashback*
"I have to see you as soon as I can, I have to show you something." What is it? I want to know but he will have to wait, it's not safe for him outside.
"You can't go out, it's not safe for you." I don't want him to get hurt.
"I know, can you come to my house?" Now? It can't wait? I should go then, I don't want him to go out.
"Give me a few minutes, I need to get out without Miles knowing about it." He would want to go with me, I can go talk about this with him on my back.
"Okay, just hurry!! Please!!" It must be very important for him to be talking like that. I have to hurry. I am curious to know what he wants to tell me. I know him, he wouldn't waste my time on something if it wasn't important.
I grabbed my phone, wallet and keys, and went down the stairs. I didn't see Miles anywhere, this is my chance. It didn't take much time to get there, he lives twenty minutes away from my house. Every light in the house was off, everything was dark except the light on his room. His parents must be out doing God knows what. I got out of my car and by the time I was at the door, he already opened it. Maybe he was looking out the window and saw me coming.
"Hey! What is it that you wanted to tell me so urgently?" I wanted to know really bad, the right from home to here was hell. Over thinking everything, trying to find an answer to the reason as to why he will be so interested to speak so urgently.
"Not here, come in, we will talk in my room" Well, that's weird, he closed the door behind me but not before looking around. Why is he so jumpy? It can't be about the danger he is in today if he goes out. The thing he wanted to show me?His room is as messy as always. He had a poster of a rock band, never took the time to read the name. It was a group of five boys, I think. Any-who, back to the important thing. What is he going to show me?
He was looking around the room for something, I don't know. It was in a hurry, like he didn't have time to lose. Scared of not being able to tell me what I came here for before it's too late. Why do I feel like this? It's he hiding something from me? Does he know more that he is leading on?
I feel so frustrated, passing through moments don't help at all. Just makes me feel different, like I don't belong anywhere. Or maybe it's just me and my stupid intuition trying to tell me another clue. One that I still don't get. What can I do with this feeling, what?
When I look back to the last place Jonah was looking I jumped in fright by the fact that he was in front of me. I didn't hear him. It surprised me, he almost gave me a heart attack. Damn! Jonah.
"JONAH!!! You scared me, don't do that again" Never!! The bastard was laughing at me. He had the nerve to laugh at me. Let's see how he likes it when I do it to him. Just see, I will wait for the right moment. He won't see it coming.
"I was calling you, you didn't answer, I had to do something. I know how jumpy you are, by the way, it was so funny. You should have seen your face. I can't even.." He is still laughing. Just you see, Jonah Rider. I will strike back.
"I don't find it funny, you know I don't like that. I was thinking, that is why I didn't hear you when you called me. What was so urgent that you wanted me to come here?" Just cut to the chase. Not more running around circles, I need to know. What is so important?
"Okay, okay, I will stop. Anyway, when I was looking through some of dad's books I found something like what you said. It's about a boy that will become something that will make every supernatural creature bow down to him." And he thinks that's me? He gives me too much credit. That must be wrong or simply talking about another person. Not me. No way.
"That can't be me. It must be a coincidence." It must be, just that. A big coincidence.
"I thought so at first and then I saw this, look, this looks like you. It had an image added." He gave me the book and what I saw shocked me. No way, it looks like me. If someone else saw it they might think that it could be Miles or me, but if you looked closely it even has my birthmark. This is so freaky, into many different levels.
"It has my birthmark, the heart shaped one that I have in my neck." So this is why I get this feeling, I'm supposed to become some powerful being or something. Why me?
"It doesn't say anymore of it, maybe you are psychic." Werewolf and a psychic? That sounds like a joke. I am going to be a joke to the werewolf community. I am sure of it. I need to keep this a secret. No one can know about it.
"We must keep this between us. No one can know, if someone finds out I am going to become a joke to the pack." I am scared, for real this time. What am I going to do? I don't want this.
"I know, don't worry, no one will" I am lucky to have Jonah as a best friend. He is awesome.
"I am scared, Jonah. Thank you for being here for me" I hope nothing bad happens to him, ever. I need him. I really do. He makes me feel safe and loved.
"You don't have to be, I am always going to be here for you" I feel so secure, he comes close to me and hugs me. He is so warm, I can be in his embrace all day long.
It's so comfortable, never let go. We stayed like that for a few minutes, it was the best few minutes that I have ever had. I wished it could have lasted more. I wanted to ask him for another hug, but I don't have the guts to say it. But I don't need to, he always knows what I need. It's one of the qualities that I most love about him. He gets me.
"Another one?" A simple question I don't need to answer, I just looked at him and he knew. Jonah is the only one who really knows me for me, he doesn't need to look much, just a glance. That's all he needs to know if it's Miles or me.
He is my rock, the only one that makes me feel like I can touch the sun.